Nangong Wuzhi's questioning words seemed to reveal infinite concern.

It was as if the air around it had frozen in an instant.

So that this is still the middle of the autumn noon as cold as the cold winter wax moon.

Good for a while.

As Xiao Yumiao's indifferent words came out of the Qinglong carriage again.

This cold weather like a cold winter wax moon actually dissipated in an instant.

"If Nangong Shibo doesn't know Yu Miao, it can only be said that the nobleman forgets things. If it's just a joke, Nangong Shibo is also a person who came from a young age, and he must have personal experience, people will always grow up. In the past, the Xiao family's sky was supported by Xiao Er's old prince and Xiao San's prince, so what did I have to worry about my little prince? However, the world is unpredictable, and there are unforeseen circumstances, and Yu Miao has to grow up overnight. When he grows up, he is naturally very different from when he was a child, isn't Nangong Shibo sincerely happy that Yu Miao can take on the heavy responsibility of the Xiao family? ”

Listening to Xiao Yumiao's mouth, the second old prince Xiao and the third prince Xiao came out.

Even the most basic honorific titles of grandfather and father are useless.

Nangong Zhiwu finally stopped doubting the truth of the person he was talking to.

Yes, in this world, except for the small fry who do what they want, who else dares to call the name of the old prince of the Xiao family?

You must know that the second prince of Xiao Er is most annoyed in his life that someone calls him "Little Second Prince". (As for the little third prince, there was no such thing as a little third in ancient times when concubines and aunts were flying all over the sky.) ）

But the more clear it was who was speaking, the more sad Nangong Wuzhi's heart became.

The little fry he was familiar with were gone, and he never had a chance to see them again.

Baili Qingyun glanced coldly at Nangong Wuzhi, who was silent, and didn't know how to reply to Xiao Yumiao for a while, waved to the team behind him with his big hand, and drove forward.

Until the vast team gradually moved away, and even completely disappeared from this street, Nangong Wuzhi still didn't say a word, and his face couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Big brother, the Xiao family only has Xiao Yumiao now, what are we afraid of her doing?"

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

Nangong Wuzhi shook his hand and gave Lou Yulou a resounding slap to her father.

"Shut up, if you hadn't concealed the truth of the matter, came to my Nangong Mansion to cry, and begged me to be the master of Yuhuan, things wouldn't have been as out of control as they are now."

Facing Nangong Wuzhi, who had changed his face and didn't look like a drama at all, Lou Million covered his red and swollen old face with one hand, and explained in a trembling voice: "Who would have thought that things would develop into such an uncontrollable way? Yuhuan was beaten by Xiao Yumiao not long ago in Kyoto, and now she was beaten in the face again, she was bent on death at home, saying that she had no face to live, I only ......"

"Okay, no more to say, bent on death? Aren't you alive now? Lou million, you'd better take your daughter to the government office to ask Xiao Shizi for guilt now, so as to save the government officers from the government from coming to the door to get people. ”

Nangong Wuzhi was about to leave after speaking, but he didn't want to be pounced by Lou Wan and knelt down and hugged his thigh, "Big brother, you can't ignore Yuhuan, if Yuhuan is three long and two short, Fluttershy will have to be alive." ”

Although Nangong Fluttershy is Nangong Wuzhi's cousin, the two grew up together and have an extremely close relationship, so the two have always had a close relationship.

Looking at Lou Wan, who almost shook off a handful of tears and snot, Nangong Wuzhi was so angry that he kicked it away......

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